Super Dimensional Wizard

"I remember Miss Flora said that they came back early in the morning last night." Angel wondered. The tutor just returned last night. Is there any connection between these? And he also noticed one thing. Since last night, the thundercloud covering the entire Devil Sea Territory began to recede in a large area. This may also be a noteworthy point.

Angel typed all these thinking directions into words and recorded them on the holographic flat panel. With his current status, it is difficult to corroborate these thoughts, only to record them and wait for the day when he has enough strength to solve the mystery.

Angel retracted the eye of the sky and placed it next to the lining as before.

——Perhaps the Eye of the Outer Space will undergo unexpected changes after last night. Regardless of whether this change is good or bad, Angel must also accept it. He is impossible to abandon the eyes of the outside world in order to have a bad future, so he can only carry it with him.

As for the light, Angel temporarily put him aside.

Seeing that the time has shifted to dusk, Angel has nothing to do after dinner. After reading a short novel with the holographic tablet, he falls asleep.

2nd day, when the sky was bright, a huge steam airship came from afar and parked near the small col. There are hidden magic patterns flashing on the airship, which is exactly the same as the magic patterns on the robes of the Dark Shadow Demon Servant, and it is also a kind of hidden magic patterns.

The airship's door compartment opened, and a gray-haired Little Old Man was standing at the door. At this time, two figures suddenly appeared beside him.

It is Sanders and Flora.

"Aiya, there are only 10 innate talents received this time? After I go back, the Wallace family will definitely be making trouble again." Little Old Man closed his eyes and felt it for a moment. Can see all the conditions in the catacombs.

"I’m not worried. The people from the Academy know that in our style, those who choose innate talent will definitely have this kind of result. Making a fuss is just to look good on the face that’s all "Flora said indifferently.

Recruiting innate talents is an inherent task of every wizard organization, but for the overwhelming majority wizard, this task is a hot potato. If you don't do this task, there will be no students; if you do this task, you will waste time. Generally speaking, this kind of task is pushed around, and in the end it is handed over to the wizard apprentice. At first, Sanders took over this task, but it shocked a lot of people's eyes.

At that time, the representatives of the Academy sent by Wallace were firmly opposed to Sanders recruiting innate talents, because Sanders’ character would inevitably adopt the most extreme method of recruiting. For example, "Nine Cabins Blood Fight". There are already few innate talents. After the consumption of the "Nine Chambers of Blood Fight", how many students can be recruited in the end?

These recruited students will eventually be assigned to their subordinates! For them, it is equivalent to free white labor! Fewer students means less labor! They are naturally unwilling to Sanders recruiting innate talents.

Actually, if Sanders came out of the sect master to find Greya, recruiting innate talent would be a smooth task. Seeing Wallace’s objections, Flora remembered that Sanders only said one sentence at the time: “That’s OK, or leave this task to you?”

This sentence is comparable to Supreme ultimate weapon. All the wizards, whether they are fierce combat sects, or elegant Academy sects, rejected them one after another, and then became birds and beasts. Even Wallace was embarrassed for a long time, and then ran away dingy because of the inconvenience of his old legs.

So, the final task of recruiting innate talent fell on Sanders.

"Oh, my goodness! It's amazing! Ms. Flora didn't even call them "dissidents". If Wallace is here, I would be very pleased to come." Gray-haired Little Old Man Said with an exaggerated expression.

Flora spread her hands: "No way, who is my dear tutor, this time I received a discipline from the Academy, for the sake of getting along with each other happily in the future. If you see, let him go to hell! By the way, I almost forgot to correct Mr. Nice’s mistake. The innate talents we received this time were not 10 people, but 8 people."

Laura pointed to the direction of Angel's room: "That is the newly-accepted student Angel, who is not in this sorting." After finishing speaking, Flora pointed in another direction: "The difference over there. Mixed races in this world are not included in this list."

Little Old Man ——Nice, after listening to Flora, he didn’t care about the difference between 10 and 8 people, but looked at it in disbelief. Sanders was expressionless. "Master Sanders actually accepted a disciple? And it's still an Academy pie?! It's hard to believe. Was I dreaming just now?"

Sanders took a look at Nice, and it was plain and flat. At a glance, Nice instantly put away the exaggeration, with a look of trembling with fear.

"Don't waste time, let's get started." Sanders said.

Nice suddenly nodded: "cough cough, now that the Wilderness has reached its destination, let's let this innate talent board the cabin!"

......

Angel boarded the Wilderness along with a group of innate talents.

Perhaps it is too constrained to be locked in a tent these days. After boarding, everyone gathered on the deck of the Wilderness spontaneously, facing the high-altitude biting cold wind, standing in front of each other and enjoying a rare moment of freedom.

Almost everyone has seen a steam airship for the first time, and there are different opinions on why it can fly in the sky. Some people say it's magic, some people say it's alchemy, and some people say it's magic power array, so it's so noisy and lively.

"I don't think so." Sairum said with a serious face holding his beloved thick paper book.

"Then why do you think it would fly?" Nausicaa leaned against the lean on the deck, smoking a cigarette while asking casually. The cold wind blew her long hair, and the scales on her shoulders rustled.

"I don't know, but I guess, it may be like a clock, it flew by some kind of linkage." Sairum said.

Nausica: "What do you think? Angel?"

The replied of Angel indifferent expression: "Perhaps Sairum is right."

But not all right. Steam airships do have a mechanical side, but if they want to maintain such a stable and high-speed movement, they must also have a mystic side, Angel thought secretly.

Nausicaa heard the perfunctory in Angel’s words, but no one would care. Everyone gathered on the deck to blow the air. There was no predetermined purpose, and the topic was nothing more than a casual chat.

"Yawn--" Sairum made a big sneeze: "The wind here is so big, you will get sick if you blow it down."

Seeing Sairu whose nose has fallen M, Nausicaa shook his head: "It seems that both you and Angel need more exercise."

Angel also felt very cold, and when she heard Nausicaa's words, she couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

Angel took out a handkerchief embroidered with the family lion heart logo from his pocket and handed it to Sairum: "Wipe it, the wind is indeed a bit big, or let's go back first."

Sarum is nodded, he wants to go back to the room to read more than to blow a hair. Angel didn't want to stay on the deck selfishly, not to mention the problem of wind. The ubiquitous guidance of the innate talents around made Angel uncomfortable regardless of whether it was malicious or not.

"I won't go back, it's rare to let the wind go once. It's boring if I don't hurry up and enjoy." Nausicaa said.

After Angel and Sairum left, they shuttled through the corridor full of mechanical style. In the past, the innate talents recruited by Savage Cave were several people in one room, but this time, except for Angel, there were only 9 innate talents recruited by Sanders. So there are a lot more rooms on the Barbarian, so there is one room per person. The rooms of Serum and Angel are on different floors, Angel is on the upper floor, and Serum is on the lower floor.

After saying goodbye to Sairum in the stairwell, Angel saw a small dark figure standing at the door of his room from a distance.

Looking closer, it turned out to be a young falcon.

This young falcon is a golden-beaked black-feathered blood eye and looks very beautiful. When Angel was studying why it was standing at the door, he heard a familiar voice from the mouth of the demon falcon:

"Angel, this demon falcon is my alchemy favorite, you follow it Come to my room."

The voice is Sanders. Angel doesn't know what the mentor is looking for, but he doesn't dare to neglect it at all. After putting Toby back in the room, Angel hurriedly left with the falcon.